The brutal scene was discovered by the police of Argyon early morning—the way the men died, the sheets of ice left behind puzzled the police—they knew the city was overrun by corrupted people, and the black market ring, but the manner in which the men were killed was not how most killings were—these were precise, the work of an exceptional swordsman.
The incident was given a name—the assassin was given an alias by the police. The "Frosting Death."
Lian'er sighed—exhaustion was creeping up on her. She walked over three days without resting before she got to this city and furthermore was forced to exert her strength to deal with the men in the alley yesternight—her muscles groaned, she needed a warm bath to start her day and get a fresh change of clothes before she went to look for her brother.
